I long for a happiness so genuine that, it fills every battle scar and heals them; a happiness where two AM cries turn into late night drives. I crave for a rush, like most teenagers, I desire adventure. I have a hunger to go beyond this city, to venture into the unknown; to be away from the noise, but be the noise. Don't we all? Like most, we're too afraid to let go of what we have. Our possessions are a part of what's holding us down, keeping us caged in a utopia. Another thing that keeps us from genuine happiness is, and I know this might sound corny, but ourselves. We've heard it all "you are your worst enemy." At first, I didn't really understand the meaning, but I've come to believe that, looking throughout history, human beings are capable of destruction and creation. We have minds that enable us to do anything. In other words, you have the power to set yourself free. Don't be enthralled by what you see, let go. It might seem easy or very challenging, but it's different for everyone. I think I'm still workin on it. My lust for life has no boundaries, but to write my stories.

One day